What’s True Love Like In Isolation?
The most poignant events of our lives still leave an impact that only lasts a couple of years at most. What do we make of ‘true love’ which has a kind of endlessness?
Book reviews & analyses
The most poignant events of our lives still leave an impact that only lasts a couple of years at most. What do we make of ‘true love’ which has a kind of endlessness?
A lovely return to my late 20s where books absorbed me with a rigour I did not experience in my social or professional life. It was like coming home.
Giving sex an easy place in my mind, required moving around the furniture inside my head – old traumas, inherited shame, cultural taboos. This book taught me flying.
I found rage and poetry in autorickshaws. I’m threading them together for gentleness in a post COVID world.
I did not expect to find feminist meaning in a book about Shah Rukh Khan.
There are treasures in hidden corners as much as there are monsters called trauma. This un-loving wanting is our map.
He writes of the isolation of chasing material dreams. I saw exquisite poetry laced with slivers of pain.
A love poem in pieces of my heart and pages from my journal.
Kiran Nagarkar’s legacy is making me ponder questions of dignity.
Most bookshops don’t have an entire aisle on poetry. Poetry has never really found a home in my book shelf or life.